The Legend of the Ghost Concubine

The next day. Feng Yuer is still dreaming, and she is woken up by small potatoes.

Suddenly remembered what the ghost king said, Feng Xiaoer sleeps in no time, waking up, dressing up and changing into a light blue veil, not unassuming, not plain, looking at the pleasing to her eyes.

Feng Xiaoer did not dare to squat for a half moment, dressed up and went to the lobby.

Coincidentally, Long Jiu and Ziyun stepped out from the temple.

Looking at the purple clouds that dress up the beautiful city, Feng Xiaoer lowered his brows on his own.

Although Feng Xier does not like this purple cloud, but the purple cloud is really beautiful, does not need too much dress, a simple light green clothes look ice-carved and jade, the faint makeup is more pure and harmless, there is a noble and hopeful Feeling, not noisy, noisy, calm and bleak, and the indifferent temperament of Long Jiu is quite compatible.

After Feng Xiaoer greeted him, he was very interesting to follow behind Long Jiu and Ziyun.

Out of the gate of the Nine Wangfu, two carriages have been waiting at the door.

The phoenix 兮 瞧 瞧 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼I talked to Long Jiu and stopped her: "Stop, where are you going?"

Feng Xiaoer’s turn turned around: “Small...chen, it’s better to take the carriage behind.”

She didn't want to sit with him.

Claiming to be a small habit, suddenly said that the courtiers are not used to it.

"You'd better come up yourself." Long Jiu blinked her eyes.

The hero does not eat the loss before the eyes, on the upper, Feng Xiaoer looked at Ziyun for a moment and passed a stiff smile, had to smile at Ziyun, is the ghost king to force her, she has no way.

Long Jiu was sitting in the carriage, picking up the curtain and sipping a lightly: "Not yet?"

Feng Xiaoer lifted the skirt and lifted the leg. It was easy to step on the carriage. The carriage was very wide. Feng Xiaoer sat consciously in the corner. Long Jiu was on the left and she was on the right.

Ziyun looked at the two men in the carriage and felt that her heart was stabbed by a knife for more than a dozen knives, so she could not breathe.

In the few reminders of the coachman, Ziyun stabilized the mood and got on the carriage behind.

In the carriage, Long Jiuwan is like a golden Buddha quietly leaning against the carriage, closing his eyes and rejuvenating.

Feng Xiaoer looked bored at the roof of the car, occasionally holding her chin in a daze, and sometimes sneaked into the eyes of the dragon, she also wanted to close her eyes and sleep, but the ghost king is here, she feels pressure and closes her eyes. I can't sleep.

The carriage drove to the next big meeting, and suddenly there was a tremor. When Feng Xiaoer reacted, the whole person rushed to Longjiu.

Long Jiuyi lazy to open the scorpion, Feng Xiaoer scared to sit back in his position, dare not daze again, sitting seriously.

Is he so terrible?

Long Jiuyi took a look at Feng Xiaoer.

Feng Xiaoer stupidly turned his eyes and deliberately did not go to see Longjiu.

Long Jiu unconsciously smirked a chuckle.

......

Royal Palace, Lotus Temple. The face is filled with the nobles, the ministers of the DPRK, and the beauty of the performance, filled with rich food, lively and extraordinary, and extravagant.

Lotus is sitting next to the Emperor. In the eyes of the two, they talked intimately. Lotus was sometimes smirked, and sometimes looked at the Emperor. When everyone looked at it, they had to guess that the new love of the emperor was favored. It is likely to be the queen of the future. I have to please the lotus goddess to have a good fruit to eat.

Ever since, many people who are sleek and savvy have been squandered. Lotus root is a woman who loves vain very much. She likes to eat soft and not eat hard. Even if she knows that these people are accommodating her, Lotus is still very proud.

Dragon Seven sat in the corner and looked at the lotus roots and the emperor in the center of Gaotai. He satirized and smiled. The father and the emperor loved the mother-in-law. They could also be more fond of other women. Long Qi remembered the words that Feng Xiaoer had no intention to say. The emperor is ruthless.

It turned out that she could see everything.

I said that I would only marry someone who only loves her one person. Long Qi can now be sure and guarantee that he will only love Feng Yier, but Feng Xiaoer is married to Long Jiu.

Time passes, and God wants to get people.

The dragon seven lifted the wine and drank it. He didn't like this occasion. He didn't want to come to this party. In order to see Feng Xiaoer's side, Long Qi came. Long Qi also worried about the woman who was vengeful. I will definitely take the opportunity to rectify the phoenix, so even if I don't like it, Long Qi is still here.

Long Qi looked up and looked around, but had not found the figure of Feng Xiaoer.

In the next second, the **** announced that the nine kings arrived, and the nine kings arrived, and the cloud side came.

She is finally here.

Long Qisong breathed a sigh of relief, and finally hoped that Feng Xiaoer appeared. In the past few days, I saw Feng Xiaoer’s laundry in Jiuwangfu. Long Qi regretted it for a long time, and I missed Feng Xiaoer, and finally worried that she would live in Jiuwangfu. not good. I didn't dare to visit her, afraid that I would hurt her again.

Feng Xiaoer's well-behaved on the side of Long Jiu, ignoring the eight different eyes around him, calmly seated, always keeping the woman's manners, smiling, trying to scare these curious gossip.

Feng Yuer deliberately ignored the smile that Lotus Lotus secretly sent to her.

She is not a person now, she is the nine kings, and she has always been blocked by the dragon. She is happy to shut up quietly, and her food is a big deal.

However, in the face of lotus roots, it is still up to her own to see the move.

Feng Xiaoer did not dare to expect Long Jiu to help her.

Soon, Prince and Princess Jingya also arrived.

The **** announced that the banquet began.

Feng Xiaoer’s eyes were aiming at the sights. I didn’t find the dragon ten. I was puzzled in my heart. I always had fun things. Dragon 10 will appear. Why didn’t I come here this time?

The banquet is nothing more than a dance performance of all the same, or the flattery of the officials and nobles. Feng Xiaoer is bored, taking advantage of the opportunity, eating and eating, and replenishing the energy of the labor force in the Nine Kings in the near future.

Feng Yuer deliberately moved his body and hid behind the dragon and worked hard. Anyway, those people are not related to her, she does not care how those eyes look at her, the most important thing to fill the stomach.

Long Qi has been secretly observing Feng Xiaoer.

Watching Feng Xiaoer has been burying his head and suffering, and wondering in his heart, is the nine brothers not giving her food? Distressed and remorseful.

I noticed that Long Qi had been staring at Feng Xiaoer. It was very uncomfortable in Long Jiu’s heart, and he was stunned and squinted at Feng Xiaoer.

Is this woman so hungry? He just yelled at her as a laundry woman, and didn't she give it to her. Is it so serious?

Feng Xiaoer feels the exclusive domineering eyes of Ghost King. In a moment, he wakes up, and Vino's eyes are squinting, closing his mouth, filling his mouth with food, chewing slowly, and still very delicately pulling out Juanpai.

She is not afraid of her life, but she is most afraid of being a ghost king.

When the ghost king is angry, she pinches her chin and uses that thing to hold her. Can she not be afraid?

The only one who can tame the Missy is the Ghost King.

Long Jiu is very satisfied with the hook and corner.

After a few adjustments, I finally became obedient.

The purple cloud on the side of the body looked at the subtle communication between the master and the phoenix, and the heart was already angry and died thousands of times.

The hand in the sleeve is tight and tight. Ziyun moved to kill the heart.

Feng Yuer really can't stay. This time she succumbed to her heart, in any case, to kill the phoenix.